Bandleden Zine Benoît Seyrat
Zine
Is a singer from Nice in France. Zine sings in Provençal and in French. In her music she makes a combination of traditional South African dance music, with modern electronic influences.
Zine is not only a musician, she is also teacher at the only occitian languages Calendreta-school from nice and surrounding areas. Zine is one of the most interesting newcomers in the rich occitian music scene. Even her personal background is interesting. Zine was born in Morocco and half Corsican, half Piedmont. She learnt Nissart, the language of Nice, later when she came to the city. Her performances have something theatrical, and its always a surprise to see witch hair colour Zine will have at the show. There’s never a dull moment with this colourful artist from the low parts of France.
Impression
Lyrics
Zine – The charming prince
I remember when I was a child, I used to dream of a charming prince
Who would embrace me, like a big tree, in his branches .
Then, one day I came to the age of so-called maturity
The prince appeared to me in his ramshakle old Fiat Car
A blue car with enameled paint,
At the side-window two white dogs smelling the wind
Which smoked big wild -grass cigars .
My knight slowed down his state coach
He really looked interested
And me! I had been waiting for him for so long
That I shed tears because he was truly existing.
So to engage a conversation with him
Between my tears I said something stupid :
« Hey! Sir! Haven’t you got a mint paper handkerchief ?
Hey sir ? Haven’t you got a meer hankie ?
He answered me he only had a second-hand one
But in his house he could have some toilet paper !
Then innocently I followed him
And rapidly we found ourselves on a bed
And there he looked at me with his opal-coloured eyes
And offered me a red town-hall rose
Embodying his love for me… I reacted :
- But it’s daft ! Because roses fade away…
- True ! it’s dud… Because they fade away …
But he had more than a trick in his satchel
And to make me stop crying my heart out
He quickly made up a pink toilet-paper rose
To prove our love could last for ever ! …He said :
-« Take off your pantie ! Quick, quick, take off your pantie! »…
I remember when I was a child, I used to dream of a charming prince
Who would embrace me, like a big tree, in his branches .
